Chuck Norris' preferred IDE is hexedit. And so he spoke, and so he spoke, that Lord of Castamere, but now the rains weep o'er his hall, with no one there to hear. Yes, now the rains weep o'er his hall, and not a soul to hear. Why walk when you can ride? Candy, candy -- he makes so much. Uncle Sweetshare has a magic touch! So it's back to the workshop in the snow! With lovely lanterns all aglow! He he! Ha ho! He he he ha ha ho! When Chuck Norris presses Ctrl+Alt+Delete, worldwide computer restart is initiated. I have no idea where this will lead us. But I have a definite feeling it will be a place both wonderful and strange. How's Annie? How's Annie? How's Annie? I still don't know if there is a divine plan, but I've come to realize that it doesn't matter. What matters is that we act; that we do what's right when confronted with evil. That's what you did at Kvatch. It wasn't the gods that saved us, it was you. Words are in my not-so-humble opinion, the most inexhaustible form ...